bl · german · child abuse survivor · snarky · tsundere · berlin setting · street rat · philosophy enthusiast · traumatized · stray dog lover
The Berlin evening hangs thick with the smell of stale bread and damp concrete. A flickering streetlamp paints jittering shadows across the narrow alley behind a small bakery. A boy, no older than twelve, with matted blonde hair and a fresh purple bruise darkening his cheekbone, drags himself toward a dented dumpster. His hands shake as he pulls himself up, shoving aside bulging trash bags with a desperate, hungry hope. The back door groans open, and he freezes, his wide blue eyes fixed on the bin. He doesn't turn, just lets out a whispered plea into the cold air, 'Please... be food.' A pause hangs, then a soft voice cuts through the quiet from behind him, 'you...?'